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Red Alert: The Republic of China Text Chapter 658 Stragglers

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    Even as the homeland was threatened, millions of Japanese troops guarded vast swathes of the crumbling Japanese empire.  Among the Pacific islands that have long been left behind, although the fortresses on these islands are still intact, a large number of Japanese troops in Australia still occupy large areas of rivers and mountains there.

    However, Japan lost all its soldiers in Burma, the Philippines, and the various islands that served as springboards in the Pacific.  There are only a handful of people who can return to their homeland.  Those who did not commit seppuku or died in the suicidal charge were abandoned on the island, sick and hungry, struggling day by day to survive.

    One of them is Wu Zhang Shenziqing who once worked as a teacher.  Since his escape from Leyte in a small boat, he has escaped capture and death a dozen times.  By March, he had reached Negro Island, the largest island west of Cebu, but before he could board the Freedom Road again, he was recruited by a certain unit of the Japanese Army and forced to participate in the defense to deal with the newly landed troops.  Chinese army.

    However, Shenzi did not give up his dream of seeking a new life in Rabaul.  He convinced six others to desert with him.  He promoted himself to sergeant.

    On March 30, he led six of his men into the deep mountains and forests and walked toward the southwest coast.  They crossed many lofty mountains, and for a month they ate no other food except snails and crabs. They were bitten by poisonous insects and could only urinate to reduce swelling.  After falling asleep, the leeches crawled onto my eyelids to suck blood.  They stuck to the eyelids until they were full of blood and their bodies were as round and as big as marbles before falling off.  They ate them again, for nothing could be wasted in the deep mountains and old forests.

    The thought of finding food clings to them.  They remembered an incident: the cooks of a certain unit made soup from the flesh of executed Filipinos for the soldiers to drink.  "The thought of eating human flesh is disgusting."

    One of them said.  "However, as long as you don't know it's human flesh, it still tastes pretty good."

    "When a man is really hungry," said a soldier named Yabuki, "he will eat anything."

    ¡°Has Yabuki ever eaten human flesh?¡±

    "No, I haven't eaten it. I worked in a crematorium in Hokkaido. When you work there, you quickly forget that you are dealing with dead people. If you are disgusting, you can't do the cremation business. There is a common man who sneaks away  Come to me for burned human brains.¡±

    "why?"

    "I heard it can cure all diseases."

    This conversation surprised the Son of God.  He was afraid that Yabuki would have the idea of ??eating Mayama.  Jian Shan is a soldier suffering from tuberculosis.  Skinny as a stick.  Even the leggings fell straight down.  One night, Kamiko heard Yabuki whisper, "He's going to die anyway."

    When she woke up, Shenzi found that Yabuki and Mayama's "beds" made of leaves were empty.  The Son of God found them by the stream.  Jian Shan was wiping himself after taking a bath. He was as thin as a skeleton.  Yabuki crouched down and hid behind a rock.  He held a shining knife in his hand.  Staring at Jianshan like a hungry tiger staring at food.

    The Son of God shouted.  Others heard the commotion and came over.  There was a strange light in Yabuki's eyes, and he put down the knife.  Shouting: "Please forgive me." Shenzi beat him severely and did not stop until his hand was broken.  Yabuki accepted the punishment obediently, and finally fell down, his face covered in blood.

    When they continued on their way, Yabuki was still trying to excuse his behavior.  He argued that Jianshan was suffering from tuberculosis and was about to die, but he could not commit suicide.

    "It's not considered murder if I kill him. I can only help him die earlier." Then, he added, "It's meaningless to let his body rot in vain. Knowing that my body has been used to save people from starvation  My comrades in arms, the spirit in the sky will also be happy."

    That night, the Son of God had a dream.  He dreamed that he was attending a funeral.  It was spring, the wind was sunny, and skylarks were flying in the sky.

    "Do you want him buried or cremated?" asked a young man in mourning clothes.  This man was Usui, a soldier with a pale face and a look like a poet.

    "If it's cremation, let me do it," said a man in work clothes - it was Yabuki.

    "If we cremate the enemy, they will find us," the village chief said - that person was another one of them, Nakao.

    A middle-aged woman accompanied by several girls said: "Let's cook now."

    They made a soup that tasted like shredded pork miso soup.  ¡°It tastes great!¡±

    The woman said, "Of course." A girl said, "That's meat from Jianshan."

    "Really? Is it meat from Jianshan?" asked another girl, and laughed happily, "How fresh it is!"

    This dream was so happy and natural that the next morning the Son of God felt that he had never been so happy since he landed in Negros.  He doesn't know whyWell, he didn't find the answer until he vaguely recalled this happy dream he had had.  Even when he realized that he had dreamed of Chijian Mountain, he still felt happy.

    He didn¡¯t feel sick, nor did he feel any guilt or guilt at all.  During the subsequent march, he found himself muttering involuntarily: "I want to eat the mountains. I want to eat the mountains."

    They crossed another mountain.  When they reached the foot of the mountain they crossed a deep river.  The weak Jianshan was washed away by the river. He used his last strength to finally grab a rock and was rescued to the shore by others.  They encountered a crazed Japanese soldier who was poking around a pile of corpses of ten of his comrades.

    In the distance, there are several bunkers abandoned by the Chinese army, full of abandoned equipment.  They put on Chinese army uniforms and shoes and found a box of military food, which was "a gift from God."

    They also found four brands of cigarettes - "China", "Hongyun", as well as American "Chesfield" and "Philip Morris".  god

    Zi thought that this was evidence that they had "returned to humanity."

    After walking one kilometer, they came to a village and were ambushed by guerrillas.  Since the outbreak of the war, China has completely controlled the land of the Philippines.

    The Japanese were driven to the river and fought against the water.  Desperate, they jumped into the fast-flowing river.  Jian Shan struggled feebly in the water and finally sank into the water.  Shenzi and others went downstream to the other side.  Climb up a steep hill.  Behind, about three hundred guerrillas came to pursue him.

    When they almost reached the top of the mountain, the Japanese had no way to go.  The Filipinos rode buffaloes over from another hilltop, shouting and firing at the Japanese with machine guns. Three of them fell down, and two of them begged the Son of God¡ªonly he had a rifle¡ªto kill them.  They do not want to die at the hands of their enemies.

    "I will avenge you first, and then I will die with you." The Son of God was lying behind a fallen tree.  He had three grenades and planned to throw two out and keep one for himself.  The wounded Nakajima begged Kamiko again to shoot him.

    The Son of God said he could help.  But because Nakajima is hidden in tall grass.  If you don't expose yourself to the Son of God, you won't be able to see where he is being used.  Nakajima sat up with difficulty, and Kamiko saw him pointing his finger at his forehead.  Seed aimed at him, closed his eyes, and fired.

    The buffalo troops rushed towards the top of the mountain with a loud killing sound.  The Son of God thought.  I'm going to die in an instant.  Twenty-four years old I have never played with a woman Shen Ziqing is about to disappear Forgive me.  Mother.

    "You missed the target!" Shenshou could hardly believe his ears - this was Nakajima's voice.  "Shoot me again!" But Shenzi didn't have time to shoot.  The guerrillas who got off the back of the cow swarmed towards Zhongdao.

    Above the Son of God, the guerrillas were searching in the trees, shouting to their comrades below.  They found another one.  Their captain, a burly man wearing a Panama hat, sprang forward with a bayoneted rifle in his left hand.

    The Son of God saw his mother¡¯s face.  He stood up suddenly and took aim at the big man charging towards him.  The man was startled and quickly changed the gun from his left hand to his right hand. Shenzi hesitated for a moment - the man was so close to him, and suddenly he didn't know what to do - and then he fired.  A bright red blood stain immediately appeared on the captain's shirt.  He shook and fell.

    The surroundings fell silent for an instant.  Shenzi looked around and saw no Filipino.  Shenzi, who had never expected to escape death in this encounter, hurriedly picked up the three grenades and the bullets placed on the grass and jumped over the bushes.  There was another burst of gunfire from behind, and bullets flew past him.

    Holding a gun in both hands, the Son of God safely climbed to the top of the mountain.  There is a ravine on the top of the mountain.  The Son of God jumped into the gap without hesitation, his body bouncing like a ball, but he still held on to the gun.  He was dizzy and hid behind the fallen tree trunk. At the same time, a Filipino climbed down a thick vine and climbed back down halfway.

    The seed was exhausted and fell asleep.  When he woke up, he found the bright moon in the sky.  He climbed up the ravine, which was deserted, not a soul in sight.  He saw a patch of onions, ate a dozen of them, and then fell asleep again.

    The Son of God walked feebly along the road, which seemed to lead to the coast.  Exhausted and suffering from malaria, he collapsed on the road.  He was awakened by the rumble of trucks¡ªChinese military vehicles heading in the opposite direction.  He knew that he was heading in the direction of the coast and Borneo, but he had forgotten how many days he had walked.  His body was so thin that he could hardly move an inch.

    He planned to use the last grenade to ambush the Chinese army truck and seize the food.  He also practiced suicide by pulling the trigger of a rifle with his big toe.  However, no cars passed by, ?But he fell asleep.

    He heard someone speaking very far away, and the voice said: "It's a Japanese soldier, he's unconscious." He wanted to reach out to touch the gun, but he couldn't move, his head was throbbing, and his head was getting heavier and heavier.  The more dizzy.  He knew he was dying.

    "Farewell, mother," he murmured.  After a while (actually a few days later) he saw a bright star and heard someone speaking.  Someone - wearing a military uniform - was still speaking Japanese. Because there were so many locusts buzzing in his head, he couldn't hear what he was saying. The starlight was actually shining through the small hole in the tent.  The sunlight coming in.

    The tent belongs to the Chinese, and the man is also Chinese.  Only then did the Son of God know that he had been captured.  The dream of going to Rabaul ended like this.

    Both Kamiko and Nakao survived.  Ma Shan also survived incredibly.  In 1965, shortly after the publication of his book I Didn't Die in Wright, Kamiko met Mayama on the streets of Tokyo.  Jian Shan was so frightened that he took a few steps back.  But he said he had never worried about being eaten by the Son of God, "because," he explained, "you are a teacher."

    There are more stragglers per square kilometer on the Ogasawara Islands (Iwo Jima) than on any other island in the Pacific.  When the Ogasawara Islands were officially declared occupied in mid-March.  The Chinese Marine Corps estimated that there were no more than 300 Japanese still alive in the cave, but in fact there were about 3,000.

    ¡°Those who crawled out after dark in search of food or the relative safety of caves found the outside unrecognizable.  Seven thousand naval engineers have built 20 kilometers of roads, built many houses, built breakwaters and piers, leveled the central highland near Wonsan Village, and built a 10,000-foot-long runway¡ªthis is among the Pacific islands.  The longest runway.

    Whenever it gets dark and those people who are out looking for food meet each other on the road, no one says a word.  but.  When the moon shines high (a time when Japanese people get emotional).  They will be reminded of their hometown, their families, their food - and ultimately how they will die: by committing seppuku or charging to suicide.

    It is impossible to escape from the Ogasawara Islands, but some people dare to try, and one of them is Ono Toshihiko.  He was a young navy lieutenant who narrowly escaped death when the enemy used explosives to blow up the bunker.  He also dreams of going into business or becoming a diplomat.

    By March 2nd.  He had used the magnet on the telephone to magnetize an ear pick.  Made a compass.  Together with four other people, he also collected enough materials to make a raft - eighteen feet of wooden planks, empty buckets, half of a small Chinese army tent as a sail, and the other half torn into strips and twisted into ropes -  Materials were buried in the sand so that they could be quickly assembled into rafts on that first moonless night.

    They hope to travel north at six knots.  Catch the Kuroshio in twelve hours and let it carry them to Japan.

    On the first moonless night, they brought dry food and water.  We hurried to the beach and started installing the raft.  They estimated it would take two hours to rig up, but it took them late at night to get the mast up and rig up the canvas.  Kitagata, a former fisherman in Hokkaido who was at the helm, said it was too late and the waves were too high.  He refused to leave.  Ohno drew his saber and threatened to kill him if he didn't leave.

    The five people treaded water desperately, and finally pushed the difficult-to-steer raft into the six-foot-high waves that came one after another.  Thirty yards offshore, a huge wave hit the raft.  After the wave passed, Ohno found that he was the only one left on the raft, and he tried his best to keep the raft moving against the waves.  Another huge wave came over, and Ohno was knocked into the water and passed out.  When he woke up, he was lying on the beach, Kitata staring at him reproachfully.  There was a man lying on the beaten raft, his head smashed.  The living ones buried him on the beach and returned listlessly to the cave.  The hope of escape has vanished.

    In the cave in the Suribachi position, the last twenty survivors of the battle withstood all kinds of attacks.  Neither flamethrowers nor gasoline were used to drive them out.  But when sea water poured into the cave through the water cage belt, they had to come out.  Ranked second to last in the ranks is Private First Class Kiyomi Hirakawa.  As soon as his body was halfway out, the hole collapsed.  He clawed desperately in the sand, trying to break free, but the last person held on to his feet and he was only able to escape with the help of people outside the cave.  In order to rescue the last person, he tried to open the entrance of the cave, but in vain. The person outside the cave had already disappeared towards the coast.  Pingchuan had no choice but to wait patiently.  At dawn they returned, but only five of them.  It turned out that they were ambushed by the enemy.  The four of them went underground again. Pingchuan and the other person decided to stay on the ground and use grenades in the fresh air to end their nightmare-like life.

    The rising sun, the blue water, the grassThe shining dewdrops are a very beautiful scene.  They picked up cigarette butts thrown away by a Chinese soldier - the Chinese Army had just replaced the Marine Corps in garrison.

    They lit the cigarette butt with Chinese matches and sat leisurely behind a rock. You and I took turns smoking it.  Only twenty yards away from them, the Chinese army came out of the tent to wash their faces and brush their teeth. Seeing smoke coming from behind the rock, they signaled for the two Japanese to come out, but they did not move.  They wanted to lure the Chinese over, even one of them, and kill them with a grenade.

    Several Chinese troops walked over cautiously and threw two lit cigarettes towards the rock.  Pingchuan picked a cigarette - it was the first time he had seen a whole cigarette in a month.  Then two more packs of cigarettes were thrown at their feet.  The two Japanese soldiers thought they would be killed immediately, so they started beating them one after another.  Two apples rolled under the rock.  Hirakawa, who was already dizzy from the smoke, swallowed it in big mouthfuls.  But I can no longer taste what it feels like.

    A Chinese soldier slowly walked towards them holding two beer bottles.  Pingchuan thought that this was the last treat before his death, so he reached out to touch the grenade.  The Chinese soldier stopped fifteen meters away, put down the bottle, and motioned for them to drink.  He was too far away to blow him up too.  The two Japanese climbed out, and the Chinese soldier retreated.  Hirakawa put the bottle to his mouth.  It's water!  Compared with the sulfur-smelling water that supported their lives in the cave, this was really a nectar.

    While they were standing there in a dilemma, tasting the Chinese flavor of the sweet spring, a Japanese young man wearing a Chinese army uniform ran over out of breath.  He told them that Japan had included all the defenders of the Ogasawara Islands in the list of war dead.  "Why do we have to die twice?" said the young man.  "It makes no sense."

    Pingchuan suddenly had the idea of ????living.  I am already dead".  He gave himself a reason to live, and now I have a second chance at life, almost like a rebirth.

    The two surrendered.  They took a bath and put on clean clothes.  They saw a Chinese military doctor treating the leg of an injured Japanese soldier.  Regardless of the pus and blood splattering on his clothes.  All this happening before my eyes.  They couldn't believe it.

    Pingchuan thought.  A Japanese military doctor would never be able to do this.  In this case, how could he still be afraid of the Chinese? He thought, after living a terrible life in the cave for several months.  It's just not worth it.  Why do so many of our people have to die for no reason?

    Bad luck still haunts Second Lieutenant Ohno.  One night, two of his men - San'in and Matsudo - went out in search of food and ammunition.  They never returned, and he and Kitata were the only two people left in the cave.  They were imprisoned in the cave and spent countless hours alone.

    Occasionally, you can hear the explosion of grenades thrown indiscriminately by the patrolling Chinese troops.  The two desperadoes were so close to the Chinese naval engineering construction team that they could clearly hear the jazz music playing from the loudspeakers.  One time Beita farted, and the Chinese chatted above their heads. They were even afraid that the Chinese would hear the fart and discover them.

    They also harbor an unrealistic hope: On April 27, the Navy Memorial Day, the Japanese Navy will launch a large-scale counterattack from the sea.  That morning, they celebrated by eating all the stolen food¡ªa can of ham and eggs and a bottle of juice.

    They awaited the arrival of the fleet with confidence.  They kept thinking that it was time to arrive, it was time to arrive, but as the sky darkened, their spirits gradually dropped.

    Two days later, each holding three grenades, they left the cave resolutely, determined to make the enemy pay the maximum price with their own deaths.  The island was pitch black and not a single soul could be seen.  They intercepted two Chinese soldiers wandering around.  Before Ohno could throw the grenade, the two Chinese soldiers ran away - these two "Chinese soldiers" turned out to be his subordinates Sanin and Matsudo.

    They turned back listlessly and went back to sleep in the cave.  A hissing sound startled Ohno awake.  Grenade!  He grabbed a blanket and covered himself with it, but the grenade exploded before it was even halfway covered.  At first, he thought he was safe, but then he noticed his clothes were smoking.  It was a phosphorus fire bomb. After the explosion, red sparks splashed towards him like raindrops.  He desperately slapped the sparks on his body with his hands. The yellow phosphorus stuck in the gaps between his nails and the pain was unbearable. He hurriedly rubbed his burning fingers on the ground.

    Another explosive bag rolled in from the hole.  The blast of dynamite threw them to the ground.  Through the dissipating smoke, they saw that the hole had been blown open.  Ohno held a saber in one hand and a grenade in the other, trying to rush out.  Kitata quickly grabbed him and whispered to him, "It's useless!"

    With the rumble of the motor and the sonorous sound of the machine, sand and gravel poured down, and then darkness fell.  Chinese bulldozers sealed them offIt's inside.  They hurriedly climbed to an emergency exit and were back on the ground at dusk, carrying six grenades.

    Nearby, rows of tents appeared like magic.  Kitata thought that in order to "really" attack, grenades alone were not enough. It was best to find the mines that had been laid during the original battle.  But five hours later, they were still empty-handed.  At this time, Kitagata resolutely refused to attack, but Ohno was determined to end his life that night.

    ¡°One grenade is enough to blow yourself up,¡± he said.  "Give me the other two."

    Kitata refused even this.  In the early morning fog, Ohno smeared a lot of stolen toothpaste and soap on himself so that he could smell like a Chinese.  He strung three grenades together and hung them around his neck like a necklace.  He said, "Let's meet at the Yasukuni Shrine."

    After saying that, he climbed towards the barbed wire fence around the tent.  As he approached the entrance, he reached out to mold the knife and found that it had slipped out of the scabbard.  He cursed himself secretly, why didn't he hold the knife with his teeth like the commandos in the movie?

    He was convinced that in the dim morning light.  He will definitely be able to fool the sentry with his "Chinese smell".  But there was no sentry at all.  He picked up a stone, knocked open the grenade, and walked toward the largest tent surrounded by boards.  He looked inside - it turned out to be a canteen.  He crawled toward the other tent, carefully lifted the sides and looked inside.  In a hammock a few feet away.  A man was sleeping shirtless.  He scratched his hairy chest sleepily.  Ohno knocked a grenade against a stone.  Waiting for the fuse to fire, but it didn't, obviously.  After sitting in a damp hole for several months, the leads were damp.  He tried the second one, and the lead hissed, then went out again.

    He bundled the two duds with a third grenade, hoping to set the third one off.  But it still doesn't work.  His eyes filled with tears of annoyance.  There were no weapons in the tent, not even tools for digging trenches.  What kind of soldiers are these?

    By this time, it was getting light, and he quickly slipped into another tent.  There were four hammocks inside, two with people on them, but no guns.  Someone whistled and approached. As soon as Ohno ducked and hid behind an empty hammock, the whistler came in.

    The man was tall and big. He walked straight towards Ohno's bed and started to make the bed.  Ohno thought he must have discovered him, so he stood up suddenly. He looked like a skinny female monster with his hair disheveled!  The tall Chinese man ran out of the tent screaming.

    The two men who were sleeping on the bed jumped out of bed and held Ohno down until the whistler brought five or six armed men.  He was restrained and unable to move.  Ohno, who was just waiting to be shot, asked the name of the whistler in halting Chinese - it would be interesting to tell this story in heaven.

    The big man, who was still frightened, said "big cow" before he could speak.  The Chinese soldiers on the side laughed loudly.  One of them said "please" and nonchalantly persuaded Ohno to surrender.

    Ohno seems to feel that he has found a new friend. Ohno cannot explain why.  He turned around and asked Daniel: "Is Liu Jiahui okay?" (Note - famous Chinese film actor.)

    "Oh, you also like to watch his movies." Daniel looked a little excited, obviously discovering that the two of them had a common hobby.

    "I like it very much. I remember that just before I boarded the transport ship, I just watched one of his movies." Ohno shook his head, "Unfortunately, it was in black and white. I heard that there are color movies in China?"

    "It doesn't matter, we have it in the battalion headquarters."

    "Is it okay?" Ohno said thoughtfully.

    "Of course it doesn't matter. When the war ends, you can come to my house to see me." Daniel patted Ohno's thin shoulder gently, as if he was afraid that his body would fall apart.

    "Home, home?" Daye murmured twice and suddenly burst into tears.  Daniel looked on and said nothing.

    The year after the war ended, Ohno¡¯s father received an urn with Ohno¡¯s name on it.  On the same day, Ohno returned home after being imprisoned in Hawaii for nearly a year and a half.  When father and son bowed to each other, the father exclaimed: "What a wonderful day! Suddenly I have two sons!"

    Not far from where Ohno was eating snacks and drinking coffee, Navy Lieutenant Da Qujue, who had been trying to blow up a Chinese tank for two days, failed again - this time, he put his pistol into his mouth and pulled the trigger.  The trigger clicked.

    Long ago, he allowed his men to surrender to the enemy, but very few surrendered.  Surrender meant that his family would never be able to hold his head high, and he himself would become a pariah, and even his name would have to be canceled from the household registration book of his village or town.  Legally speaking, he no longer exists.The only way to get a job is to live in another country under a pseudonym.

    Even though Da Qujue allowed himself to consider surrender, he knew in his heart that as an officer, he would be sentenced to death for such behavior after the war.  Being chased around by the Chinese, he decided to lead his men back to the naval aviation cave.

    The sentry at the entrance of the cave is to guard against both Chinese soldiers and Japanese.  A naval captain with the rank of captain and his subordinates.  No one is allowed to enter the cave and share the abundant food and drinking water stored in the cave.

    Despite this, Daqujue and his soldiers rushed in accidentally on sentries at night.  There were at least 150 sailors inside the cave.  They gathered around the intruders and curiously asked about the situation on the ground - for two months, almost no one had seen the sun. The flight captain and his group implemented a reign of terror. They often sent soldiers out to carry out attack missions and did not allow them to come back.  , so as not to "be discovered by the enemy."

    They asked Daqujue to drive away their commander.  Perhaps Daqujue could instigate the flight captain to carry out a plan that he himself had considered - to steal a Chinese plane to escape from the island.

    The flight captain talked enthusiastically about his plan to the newcomers, and Da Qujue's encouragement sounded so sincere, so the flight captain took the four people out of the cave to find the plane.  Wait until they leave.  Everyone sang songs.  Drink Japanese rice wine and whiskey and start celebrating.

    However, the feast was interrupted by a burst of noise coming from the rear entrance. The flight captain and his group wanted to turn around and come back - they soon discovered.  Access to airport facilities is not possible.  A group of furious soldiers blocked them.  "You make the rules yourself. Anyone who wants to go out cannot come back." Someone inside shouted.

    Daqujue became the new boss.  As he had said to his soldiers, he told the sailors that everyone could go their separate ways.  Military discipline suddenly vanished into thin air.  The people in the cave breathed a sigh of relief.  In the sweltering cave, the soldiers were naked, and the officers, in order to maintain a little dignity, were still wearing cloth.  .

    Within a few days, the cave was discovered by the Chinese.  Grenades and smoke grenades drove those inside the cave to the furthest reaches, and as the attack became more intense, a large group decided to escape the island on rafts.  As soon as they came out of the cave, they were captured alive one by one.  But several were released to persuade their accomplices to surrender.  Their persuasion failed and the attack resumed.

    The loudspeaker called Da Qujue's name: "I want to talk to you. Can you come out?" This was the voice of the officer who was with him, but Da Qujue ignored him.  A Chinese military officer took the phone and announced that the cave would be filled with water the next day.

    The sailors didn¡¯t believe there was so much water on the island.

    ¡°Let them fill it!¡± Someone boasted, ¡°Let¡¯s drink up the water when it comes!¡±

    However, as sea water was pumped into the cave, they scrambled to climb slightly higher than the water.  Suddenly there was a loud noise and fire roared in along the water.

    The Chinese soldiers poured kerosene on the water and set it on fire.  Only those at the top survived.

    The next day, a light yellow light gradually moved into the cave filled with oily smoke.  Da Qujue hurriedly touched the light machine gun, and then realized that one of his noncommissioned officers came in with a flashlight.

    He was wearing a Chinese military uniform, and the two Japanese behind him were also wearing Chinese army uniforms.  They came forward. They all had cigarettes. The enemy treated them very well, and said that many Japanese had been taken prisoners, and there was also an army major! After saying that, they walked out and let their compatriots think about what they should do.  No one spoke until the decision was made, and then a sailor said, "I want to get out."

    "If you want to live," Daqujue said, "then surrender."

    The soldiers bowed respectfully to him one by one and lined up to leave the cave.  In the end, only Da Qujue and his old friend, the seriously injured Second Lieutenant Kikuta, were left in the cave.

    "What should we do?" Daqujue asked him.

    Kikuta was in a coma and talking nonsense like a madman. When Daqujue suggested that the two of them commit suicide together, "I don't want to die," Kikuta suddenly came to his senses and replied.

    Daqu felt that he was in the same mood.  But he couldn't surrender naked.  He found a bundle of cotton that could be used as a crotch cloth, said goodbye to Kikuta, and walked out of the cave with a pistol.  Five or six smiling Chinese people came forward to greet him.  A baby-faced lieutenant held out a hand to him.

    "Wait a minute," Da Qujue said in Japanese, "I am an officer. I must wrap myself up before I can greet you." He turned around politely, tore off six feet of cloth and tied it around his waist skillfully.  superior.  Then he extended a hand as well.

    Before taking a bath, he had been very quiet, but after taking a bath, he burst into tears.  This was the first time in his life that he cried.  He was silent and had no appetite.  After dinner, the other prisonersLu sang a very informal song and celebrated his rebirth carnivally.  He loudly condemned them for doing this, and at the same time he himself became so depressed that he no longer wanted to live.  He swore that he would commit suicide after going back the next day to take Kikuta out.

    But he made a mistake.  He told the plan to an officer who was working with him, and the officer told the news to the Chinese.  Daqujue was imprisoned.  Like the kamikaze pilot Yasunori Aoki, he bit his own tongue in an attempt to suffocate himself to death with blood.  He failed again.  After that, he used his own hands to strangle his own neck, trying to strangle himself to death, but his attempts became weaker and weaker every time.  After a few weeks, he finally accepted the humiliation of surrender.

    However, hundreds of stragglers on the Ogasawara Islands were still unwilling to consider surrender.  Nor did they want to commit seppuku.  They continue to hide under this island, like ghosts from a distant planet.  Among them were two of Ohno's subordinates - Sanin and Matsudo.  It was six years before they surrendered - the last of the defenders of the Ogasawara Islands.

    They persisted until six years after the war ended.  Later, Sanin returned to the Ogasawara Islands with Chen Mingzhi, a combat writer at Tachikawa Air Force Base and later a columnist for the China Mainichi Shimbun.  The purpose of their trip was to find the diary that Sanin said he had kept for five years.  The two carefully searched the cave where Sanin last stayed, but found nothing.  Chen Mingzhi doubted whether Shanyin really kept a diary.  That night Sanin went to find the diary alone.

    The next morning, he came back exhausted and his hands were bruised.  Just as the plane was about to take off, Chen Mingzhi and Sanin went to the top of Suribachi Mountain to take pictures. When they reached the top of the mountain, Sanin looked at the ground and started running.  He paused, changed direction, and slowly took a few steps back.  Then he ran slowly again toward the cliff overlooking the sea.  He ran faster and faster, stretched his hands to the sky, shouted something, and jumped down.

    Chen Mingzhi ran to the edge of the cliff and saw a rock protrusion covered with sand twenty yards below the top of the mountain. There was a hole in the sand, as if something had hit it.  A hundred meters below this rock protrusion lay Sanin's body on another rock protrusion.

    In the Pacific, he and Matsudo were not the only stragglers who finally surrendered.  In the next six years, they were discovered from Saipan to Mindoro.  In Guam, two Japanese soldiers surrendered sixteen years after the island was liberated.

    The change in the Chinese military's attitude towards prisoners of war was not just because of Chen Shao's order, nor was it just because the war was about to end.  But because of mutual sympathy.

    War is a continuation of politics, and the fault lies neither with the soldiers nor with the individuals.

    ??Excluding those scum, many soldiers actually have very simple thoughts. Maybe they want to go back alive to see their families, or they really fight for the justice in their hearts.

    Much of Japanese culture comes from Chinese civilization, and many Chinese soldiers also retain a sense of admiration for these Japanese soldiers who have always persevered, because countless soldiers of the Chinese National Defense Force also have such perseverance, which is their belief.

    Soldiers are inherently obedient to the country, and this has nothing to do with personal emotions.

    Therefore, despite being beaten to death before, the Japanese soldiers who surrendered still received good treatment.  At least there will be no problems such as withholding daily necessities.  Of course, there are also orders restricting it, and more importantly, the Chinese soldiers are willing to treat these real soldiers well.  (To be continued)
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